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VGW(HU.775.110
23 Dec 1775:22 (1272)
London, Sept. 1. A play was lately acted at Paris, in which
a lover is cruelly treated by his mistress. He addresses
her in the most pressing manner on his knees, and swear
eternal fidelity. She receives his courtship with the utmost
scorn and disdain; he, not withstanding, persists in his
vows of the most ardent love, and declares that nothing but
death shall put an end to his passion. This has no effect
upon the hard-hearted fair; she still persists to treat him
with all that disregard and aversion peculiar to her sex,
when they pretend to dislike, or really hate, the person who
loves them. An honest old officer, who was so far imposed
upon as to think it all in downright earnest, by way of
encouragement to the lover, cried out aloud from the boxes,
"Don't you be discouraged for all this, 'tip her four Louis
d'Ors, and my life for it, she will be as kind to you as she
was to me for same sum."
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